Fang Gui and the Demonic Fetus of the Chess Palace are two innate spirits, born with the nearest path, and the other enters the Zun Mansion, and borrows the infinite scriptures of the Zun Mansion as a reference. So he is really brave and sets up a different way of practice than ordinary people. That is, the foundation-building method and formula of the Nine Spirits Principles, and then integrates the cultivation methods of various immortal corpses and Taoisms to introduce a path to yourself...

Such a technique is no longer the original Nine Spirit Canon, but it is not a brand new technique. The specific level of cultivation can be achieved is not something that Fang Gui and the Demon Fetus of the Chess Palace can predict now. We can only go step by step before talking about it.

"From the mantras and mental methods you remember, the original cultivation method of the Nine Spirits Principle is divided into nine and nine nine into one, which is really amazing thoughts and courage. Simply put, if someone else has the foundation-building realm, it is enough to practice one mysterious method, but the Nine Spirits Principle requires the cultivation of nine paths. From this, you can imagine how powerful the Nine Spirit Principle should have after it reaches its extreme level. What's more important is that each of their nine mysterious methods should be far stronger than the ordinary immortal gate..."

After the demon fetus of the Qi Palace obtained the practice formula of the Nine Spirits Principle of the Dongtu Qin family, the more he studied it, the more he praised it, and then he seemed to be aroused by ambition, saying: "We don't know how the original Nine Spirits Principle was cultivated, but we can select the nine best mysterious methods from the vast immortal gate mysterious methods in the Sutra Hall to practice, and replace the Nine Spirits method!"

"These nine mysterious methods must be different, they must be born from each other, and they must also consider the power and future paths. It is really a problem. However, since you can access so many immortal inheritances, you have the possibility of success. After all, I am an innate spirit, born with a short path, far more so than you acquired spirits... Hehe, I should be able to do it anyway!"

From the vast sea of ​​immortal sect inheritance, we chose nine mysterious methods to make up for the missing method of the Nine Spirits’ canons.

This is the plan that the Demon Fetus of the Chess Palace has set for Fang Gui.

So, Fang Guidian also started from this day and had his own things to do. Following the instructions of the Demonic Fetus in the Chess Palace, he came to the Sutra Hall if he had anything to do. Then, regardless of whether it was good or bad, he carried the practice techniques of the major immortals to his body and read them word by word, without asking for much understanding. He just read every word and every sentence, and did not lack words and missed sentences.

As long as he sees it with his eyes, there will be corresponding manifestations in his consciousness palace. The demon fetus in the chess palace can also learn the content of this technique from his Taoist palace, and then use these techniques to deduce and filter, integrate and select the method suitable for Fang Gui to practice. Therefore, for Fang Gui, it is just a simple look.

"The nine mysterious methods we want to choose are not only based on their own power, but also consider the mutual generation and restraint between these nine mysterious methods. So now you can't just focus on the famous mysterious methods of the immortals, but you have to watch them more without any restrictions. The more you see, the more I have to choose. Moreover, I have developed enough foundation to help you deduce them again. Even some mysterious methods that are not that powerful can help them deduce them again!"

The reason why the Demon Fetus in the Chess Palace is very simple, and Fang Gui also agreed happily, it’s just reading a book, it’s simple!

If he was asked to read a book thoroughly and understand it thoroughly, he would probably feel bored. But if he just read the book carefully, this work was dull and irritable, but at least it could be done. The ancients said that reading was not very clear, so he didn't even care about what he saw. He just thought it was to lend these eyes to the demon fetus, and just flip through the book if he had nothing to do...

Anyway, when my eyes were looking at the pages, I was already wandering around!

Every day, every day, when I come, I hold a lot of books in the corner of the wall, looking at ten lines. Even if I read it, I don’t have to study and study it, and think it all over again, and thoroughly understand it. Fang Gui’s reading speed was amazing. After reading it that day, he borrowed a lot of books again the next day, and it gradually became a wonder scene in the Sutra Hall.

"Haha, the country bun..."

Lu Daoyun and others also met Fang Gui in this Sutra Hall several times, and couldn't help but laugh in their hearts, thinking: "In the past, the immortal disciples who came to the Zun Mansion would probably have this problem. They borrow too few martial arts codes on weekdays, and each one was regarded as a good thing. So as soon as they entered the Sutra Hall of Zun Mansion, they were like a mouse falling into a rice jar. They wanted to finish reading all the money and quickly pick out a martial arts that could make them invincible to the world. In fact, it was just a joke..."

"No matter which sect or sect, it has its own outstanding features. If you can read the scriptures, you have to be able to understand them thoroughly. Such a quick-throw view will only make your mind confused and lose your direction!"

But although they had returned to Fang Gui, after Fang Gui officially entered the temple, they had never taken the initiative to get close to them. Therefore, they were naturally too lazy to come over to remind them. They just laughed a few times when others were making jokes. They thought to themselves that maybe this arrogant boy would be more sensible after he wasted enough time.

However, Fang Gui ignored these things. He could feel some sarcastic gaze, but he didn't care. Now he was busy. This Sutra Hall can almost be said to have collected at least 70% of the sects of the Great Northern Region, which are large and small. Only the genius knows how many specific amounts can be. He has to read all the sects. How long is it enough?

Now I am no longer lazy, and the demon fetus in the chess palace is still urging me every day!

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"Did you hurt you before just such a rustic bun who knows nothing?"

But even Fang Gui didn't notice that when he attracted some people's attention because of the rapid reading, there were often a few figures in the Sutra Hall. They did not disturb them at first, but just looked at Fang Gui from a distance. After seven or eight days, one of them looked at them with a smile. A woman with an ordinary appearance asked with a smile.

The woman with an ordinary appearance looked a little unnatural after hearing her words. After a while, she nodded, thought for a while, and then whispered: "This man doesn't look like a formal person, but his skills are true. I'm not his opponent!"

"You are not his opponent, it's just that you are useless!"

The woman with double hanging horn eyes next to her smiled and said, "After all, you have half of the bloodline of the gods. You can lose, but you can't lose your arrogance. I'm really curious. What kind of person can make you look so unscrupulous..."

As he was talking, he stood up and walked towards Fang Gui.

The average-looking woman quickly got up and begged, "Sister Ying, don't go, I haven't thought about it yet..."

"It's okay..."

Another woman beside her stopped her and said lightly: "She didn't go for you!"

The woman with an ordinary face suddenly changed slightly, and she didn't dare to say a word again.

At this time, the woman with a pair of hanging corner eyes was also walking far away towards Fang Gui, who was bored and flirting with books. In fact, she was wandering around. The closer the distance, her brows also frowned slightly. However, when she came to Fang Gui, she had a gentle and polite smile on her face. She squatted to Fang Gui as a tribute and said softly: "Brother Taoist is polite!"

Fang Guizheng was about to fall asleep when he suddenly saw a pair of hanging eyes in front of him, which were embedded in a white face. However, he was shocked and lost his sleepiness. However, seeing that the other party was quite polite, he also held back and didn't scream. He really didn't want to get up, so he waved his hand lazily and said, "Be polite and polite, is this big girl asking me for trouble?"

"Big girl?"

The woman sneered and said softly: "Please forgive me for coming rudely. I have a friend who lost to you before. I heard that she praised you a lot, so I want to ask you to give me a gift and have some discussion with me..."

"Talk with me?"

After hearing this, Fang Gui looked at the woman curiously.

I saw her wearing a white dress that was tailored and fit, revealing her white neck and calves, and her behavior was gentle and polite. She was obviously a habit she had developed since childhood. If it weren't for her hanging eyes and a white face, she wouldn't have looked at her head. It was just that this was the outside. If she looked closely, Fang Gui could notice that there was extremely terrifying power in her seemingly weak body.

This person has clearly been a foundation-building monk who has been immersed in the foundation-building realm for many years.

How could she come to talk to herself?

Thinking of what she said that a friend had lost in her hands, Fang Gui suddenly remembered Wei Jianglong and Zhao Hong, who were in the same valley with him, and his heart became alert. After he injured those two people, because of Qingyunjian's words, they also felt that fighting with him before practicing the foundation-building realm was a bit too bullying. Therefore, since then, he never mentioned this again. It was just that their usual eyes had obviously not eliminated their hostility towards him.

Could it be that the horned feet in front of them were the ones they invited to make things difficult for them?

I have not even decided on the skills of the foundation-building realm. At this time, I am asking for trouble?

So Fang Gui simply shook his head and said, "Don't talk!"

The eyes of the hanging corners were slightly stunned and said, "Why?"

Fang Gui said proudly: "Because I never hit a woman!"

As he said that, he threw away a book of the Taoist book he had just finished reading, took out another book, and started to study it carefully.

The old ghost in the black mountain said

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. Is someone comforting the poor old ghost who doesn’t care about him who hides at home and can’t even eat mooncakes?
Chapter completed!